"Master, a trace of the soul of these demons has been suppressed in the core of the demon refining pot. If you cannot suppress them, once they escape from the demon refining pot, they will definitely tear you alive, master, and even your soul will be strangled.

Shatter it into ashes, and then control the demon refining pot by yourself..."

The Fairy in the Pot didn't say anything else, because Han Feng's face had turned "from green to green".

Taking a deep breath, Han Feng turned his back to the Immortal in the Pot and spoke with his last bit of strength.

"Forget it...you are so cruel, send...send me out!"

The Immortal in the Pot looked at Han Feng's shaky back, with a charming smile on his face.

"Master, don't be upset. The demon refining pot is an ancient artifact and has many wonderful uses. You will gradually know about it in the future. Also, master can just call people "Xian'er" from now on."

After saying that, the Immortal in the Pot waved his red sleeves, and Han Feng felt the world spin for a while, and the next moment, he reappeared on the bed.

The moment he returned to the bed, Han Feng was at a loss for a moment. He even suspected that everything just now was just a dream.

However, every word of "Dao Xuan Jue" is still very clear in my mind.

What's more important is that the demon refining pot with a green light above his head is still suspended, as if to remind Han Feng that all this is real.

The next moment, the demon refining pot suddenly turned into a ray of green light and hit Han Feng's chest directly.
Chapter completed!